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Sunday Night Easter [S2] – A Fuel Story

In the last stop to the biggest event on the F-X Calendar, the racers look for one last major win

24th of April –Season 2 As Toney Kunene – one of Formula-X's four resident reporters – sat in her car awaiting the pay-per-view racing event to start, she contemplated the night ahead and the work cut out for her, and for once, she was kind of glad that her ex-husband, Temper, was involved in the franchise because it meant her daughter, Katlego could come to the event with him. But that was the only good thing about havin...

Scamp's Adventures #9 : Another Easter Adventure on the farm

It's springtime what is Scamp and friends up to in this adventure.

It was springtime on the farm.Miss Emily went all out for the decorations this year. She even found a six-foot-tall inflatable bunny.Sparky saw the giant bunny and went into guard dog mode and barked and yipped. All the animals came to check out the reason for the barking. Miss Emily explained to everyone that it is just a bunny and perfectly harmless. Sparky about died of embarrassment.Miss Emily said to Sparky, "You are...

Sunday Night Easter - A Fuel Story

In the last stop to the biggest event on the F-X Calendar, the racers look for one last major win

26th of April – Season 1 When Moodswing had explained that they would be reusing one of the previous pay-per-view tracks from earlier in the season, Glen wasn't sure. But at the end of the day, Glenwood Jacobs was the Vice President of the F-X Racing Club and Moodswing was the President. As much as he hated being called it, Moodswing was the boss. So Glen just had to trust that he knew what he was doing. But judging from...

His Hands on my Shoulders

Hopefully in time for Easter...

They were like no other: The gentle touch; the soft, comforting presence. They rested on my shoulders Only for a moment. But they felt like They were there for a lifetime. For those few moments they were there, I felt a comfort long forgotten by Many like me, many without a father, Without the father they know and love. I grasped those roughened hands- So large yet so loving- with both of my own- So small and tender besid...

The day Mother vowed Granny must die....

An Easter present has consequences

This is a true story. This all takes place in a small rural town in Indiana in 1950. I was about three and half years old at the time. But first, I must give you some background to explain why my mother said what she did. My mom and dad had just moved into a two-bedroom house shortly before my birth. The reason they moved was this house had recently had indoor plumbing installed. Older houses back then did not have a desi...